There is a whisper carried through the waves, an invitation to seek
the silence where horizons stretch infinitely. Beneath water and
foam, echoes of dreams untold linger, waiting for those brave enough
to listen. Will your ears capture the motion of truth, once scribed in
delicate sand upon time's ephemeral shores?
In this moment we ponder, what secrets does the seabed conceal? The
vastness reflects your thoughts, casting shadows on reality itself.
It is here, standing on the precipice of what is known and what is
imagined, you face the morning of your own creation.
Seashell balance - waltzing artistically in curvatures that belong
to a land you've never visited. But somehow you understand its
language, it's spoken through the wind, an ethereal melody of time
and tide. Each note, a chapter in the eon book of waves.
Take a step back from the land, let the waves cleanse your past...